When I first came out to my gf in mid 2010, and started actively crossdressing, I was in heaven. Went all out, and bought clothes, makeup, some shoes, pantyhose and lingerie.
I painted my nails, got dressed up frequently, and even worked up the nerve to venture out once (albeit on Hallowe'en night
). I suppose I was in the much mentioned pink fog.
A few months later, it's pretty different. I still wear girly stuff to bed, I keep my toenails painted, and do fairly regular body hair removal. Girl jeans have replaced my old guy jeans.
But the desire to look like a woman has passed, in a sense. I feel that if I can't
be a woman, then why bother trying to
look like one? That seems to be the prevalent theme in my head, as far as crossdressing is concerned. No, it isn't in my head all the time, but almost every time I see a lovely woman, I usually wonder what it would like to be her.
I'll toss this in too, in case anyone is wondering: If I am a TS, I don't think I am a "traditional" one (ie: known since the age of ~5). Sorry if that is stereotyping.
Has anyone here experienced anything similar? If so, how did you deal with it?